The sun goes down in Calvin county   Neon lights from an old beer sign   Shown through the window out on the sidewalk   As I walked in to pass the time;   I looked around, sat down at a table   Ordered beef on rye and a glass of wine   And through the door came a little old lady   She was selling paper roses and they only cost a dime.      Paper Rosie ...Paper Rosie ...   She sold you Paper Roses; But they only cost a dime.      Silver hair that's lost its' Gold   Trembling hand as she passed the rose   Red Crepe paper, made nature's bouquet   Help a little old lady buy a rose today;   I took the rose from her trembing hand   With eyes of age, she smilled and walked away   Like a breath of spring I could smell the rose   It came alive and I heard her say.      Buy my Roses, pretty roses   They're only made of paper   But they only cost a dime.      I went to look for her outside   A spray of roses lay by her side   The sky lit up and the choir sang   A thousand voices as the church bells rang.      They sang Rosie (Rosie), paper Rosie (Rosie)   She sold you Paper Roses   But they only cost a dime.      Paper Rosie (Rosie), Paper Rosie (Rosie)   She sold you paper roses   But they only cost a dime.